4.06.2007

I'm in DC right now visiting my friend Eliza, and she and I went to a ritzy suburban salon today to have our hair cut and styled by a Ouidad-certified stylist who shall remain nameless because Eliza is sure that he'll read this blog and then refuse us service in the future. He was wonderful--my haircut now is better than the first Ouidad cut I got back in the summer--but he actually embodied a kind of stereotype of a fancy salon stylist. He had an indeterminate accent--think Franck in Father of the Bride--and talked a great deal about the difficulties he's had with the actual Ouidad folks. At one point he explained to us, confidentially, that the husband of Ms. Ouidad herself is "pissing off of me" because he expects too large a commission. So now our nameless stylist--whom we love--is going off on his own without the Ouidad seal of approval.

Here we are, with our gorgeous curls.

Eliza points out that there is about a bottle of product on each of our heads, and we could hardly fit in the car on our way back to her house.

Trey, I didn't go to see Eliza in DC when I was visiting you, and I'm not going to be able to see you when I'm visiting Eliza. Sadly, Richmond and DC are just too far apart to make it feasible to see everybody in a weekend. I'm going to come see you separately soon.

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Alison Piepmeier was a professor in the Women's and Gender Studies Program at the College of Charleston, and much, much more. When she wasn't working to bring down the patriarchy, she wrote here and elsewhere about feminist disability studies, Zines, her ugly car, and an eclectic range of topics. She also wrote about the brain tumor that eventually caused her death on August 12, 2016, at the age of 43.
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